Tuesday, October 8, 2019

DunjonCorp: Highfell Edition

On the 6th hour of the 6th day of the New Year, in the Principality of Brine, in the salt-scraping ramshackle village known as Endtown, our lowly townies played admirably by the DunjonCorp team sat. They sat and drank and lamented about the poor financial prospects. IF ONLY they concurred, IF ONLY THIS PLACE WAS NOT SO BORING

IF ONLY I HAD NO SALT IN MY NOSE

IF ONLY MY BLOOD PRESSURE WERE NOT SO HIGH

IF ONLY I COULD PAY OFF THESE EXORBITANT LOANS

Ahh, but what good is wishing into a tankard of ale-brine? is what my dear grandmother always told me as she drank her ale-brine

...and as if in answer to their innermost and verbalized prayers, Jojen the Cantankerous, a minor noble from distant Threshhold and a budding sorcerer offered the every patron of the bar the princely sum of let us say 5 GP a week to accompany him and his handlers (Chivas and Gorp) to Highfell in the mountains to the north, there to loot and explore in the name of civilization and commerce and magistotheurgetical science

And so they departed, aglow with the prospects of new livelihood but as soon as they stepped a-blinking into the sunny late afternoon there was a clap of thunder and a distant mushroom cloud and THERE! above the Great Salt Reach a spinning, wobbly, not-at-all plummeting chunk of Highfell has saved them the trouble of commuting by hanging there mysteriously in the air, lit from within and without by strange energies, shimmering hazily, defying reason and good sense

There she hangs and Jojen and his crew stood aplomb in wonder, mostly dumbstruck

There’pon with a giant CRACK! a chunk of the (mountain?castle?dungeon?) separated from the grander piece and DID to Endtown’s dismay begin a lazy descent to Aereth. On a trajectory with the very Mayor's crummy house from which the party observed the phenomena! At this point, a flock of Luftbaboons peeled away from the battle and made its way to the town and harassed the party who took some losses, of course, but nothing unsettling (it was Keith whose PC's died owing to random chance and it seems suspicious that maybe I do not like his PCs but such is not the case)

The party barked orders to the Mayor - evacuate the townspeople! And so it went - some calculations and they determined that 3 or 4 hours until touchdown and probably destruction of the town. A few hardy souls and the Salt Mercantile Guild guards stayed behind to assist with maintaining order.

The trusty spyglass revealed that a smallish battle between some cloaked figures was afoot on the parapets and crenellations - and ominously large parts of the ruin tumbled to the earth below (ripe for looting!). Enacting a foolish plan, the party and some carpenters felled some trees and lashed them together to make a climbable pole to reach ALMOST to the height of the bottom of the floating chunk. The party stopped on the way to sift the wreckage below and some spurious artifacts (a catsuit made of spider silk, a painting of a clown on black velvet, and something else which my mind does not recall)

The conniving rutabega farmer (Ashley's) latched on to the wires and ducts jutting from below and so the party climbed up, reduced by half owing to falls - Boris the soldier (Eli's!) was lost as was his gear. Even the rutabega farmer fell heroically and embedded herself forever into the salt flats.

They managed to alight on what I now name Cattohnus' Chunk, since it were determined that the tower nearby was his/hers/its, and also they looted an ancient statue of Arcantyl's female aspect of its fist-sized rubies for eyes. Keith has a thing for playing femmes fatales with quick fingers and avarice,. The rest of the party took cover from acid rain - this time weak enough but who knows, with all this purple lightning around, what might happen?

Knocking on the Wizard Cattohnus' door, they were greeted by a stone man more than 20 feet tall, and the muscular scribe (Keith's PC) left a calling brick, which presumed to describe their appointment. But there was some wait - an extradimensional one, at that, and during the wait a flock of Luftbaboons alighted around the party and harassed them, the biggest one even counting coup on the scribe who deftly boxed the winged mandrill's ears much to the amazement of the creatures who responded better to the violence than any gesture of friendship.

Bortak the Lieutenant Luftbaboon explained they were somewhat unnerved by the sudden disappearance and reappearance of their territory high in the sky and offered to take the party back to the ground... No sooner said than done and we approached the wrapping-up point...

Selling their loot, the party (6 zero-level humies) have accumulated enough XP for first level which is to say 250+100 after shares allotted. A tenuous relationship with a small band of flying primates, and it seems to the inhabitants of their grotty little agri-salt village that the party are heroes

Cattohnus' Chunk, instead of hurtling to the Aereth and smashing up Endtown, settled very gently and now only perpetually THREATENS to obliviate Endtown. Who knows, aside from a big stone butler, what horrors live within it? And what has escaped onto the ground to threaten the countryside?

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Monday, September 9, 2019

The Anarchist for DCC


I have thought about this PC class for many a year, since I always wanted to play one but never had the opportunity. Finally, bored out of my wits by a long break at work, I put the final touches on a thing that had been squirming around in the dark corner of my brain. It's for DCC, as if you couldn't guess.

Many many Thanks to Jon Stater, at Land of Nod. You may find his post that inspired this class at:  
 



The Anarchist for DCC
By Noah Stevens
Stolen Perfidiously from John Stater at Land of Nod

The forces of law are well-represented on Aereth and its various countries and lands. Kings, Lords, Ladies, Knights, Paladins, Constables, Mayors. All work to maintain the status-quo and the hasten the upward flow of wealth. Even the lowly Brigand and Pickpocket fulfill their own parts in the lawful flow by which society operates, distributing resources and supporting the vast clockwork mechanism by which all things live, labor, and thrive.
There are, on the other hand, some lawless and hateful agents that actively seek to undermine Order and to undermine the institutions that protect human- and demi-human-kind from the entropy inherent in the Multiverse. These despicable fiends conspire with each other to undo governments, law, and the hierarchical nature of society. They will only be satisfied when all sentient beings are equal, the world is free of toil and want, and the plowman has the same rights as the noble. Such crazed philosophies cannot be condoned and of course must be uprooted wherever encountered, in order to better protect the established systems that protect us all from Chaos.
Hit Points: Anarchists gain 1d6 hit points plus their Stamina bonus for each level of experience.
Weapon Training: Anarchists may use bombs (see below), daggers, crossbows, pistols, and short-swords without penalty. They may use Padded armor or the equivalent under their shadowy black cloaks.
Alignment: Anarchists are almost always by definition Chaotic, but there have been rare Neutral examples that work to topple Chaotic regimes. Lawful Anarchists are a paradox and no right-minded person would topple the government for the good of its constituents.
Languages: In addition to the Common tongue and the usual campaign-specific languages available, Anarchists have a language all their own, known as “The Black Tongue”. It is a jargon- and nonsense-rich mixture of gobbledygook that Anarchists use to argue fine points of politics and obscure details from outsiders. It is dense and impenetrable to the non-Anarchist listener, but insiders can convey very intricate ideas, thoughts, and plans using it.
Create Bomb: The bomb is a tool of disorder and lawlessness: perfect for bringing down regimes of all kinds and also for causing unrest and terror in the populace. The Anarchist has a “Bomb Die” that can be used, once per day, to cause damage as an action during the Anarchist’s turn in place of another Action. These bombs cause the die size in damage in a 5’ radius around the target as an Action usually would but are avoidable with a DC16 Reflex save. If the bomb is not used during that day, then it may be hoarded for use later. In addition, by reducing the die by 1 step (-1d) the Anarchist may add certain effects per reduced die size. These are:
1.    Area effect: the radius of the damage effect is increased by 10’ per -1d
2.    Smoking: the noxious fumes cause everyone nearby/in the room (including the Anarchist’s friends and party comembers) to Act at -1d if they breathe or lack protection from gaseous attacks
3.    Shrapnel: If the target(s) fail their Reflex save, they incur further -1d Reflex saves for 1d6 turns
4.    Poisonous: Instead of Reflex, these bombs cause targets to take Fortitude saves.
5.    Time-delayed: the Anarchist may opt for the bomb to explode up to 1 after activation per level, or randomly 1d6 turns after activated.
6.    Incendiary: all combustibles in the area of effect will be set ablaze, and the target will sustain 1d6 damage for 3 rounds after the first if it fails the save
Frothing Tirade: Once per day, should the Anarchist desire it, their hatred for lawful authority and intricate philosophies reach a fever pitch and can be fully expressed. Bystanders face a screaming, spittle-flecked, ranting maniac. Any person within earshot must make a DC 15 Will saving throw, with a penalty equal to the Anarchist’s Personality bonus. Those who fail will be stunned to inaction and confusion for 1d3-1 combat rounds. Sentient Lawful PCs and NPCs who hear the tirade save at +6, while Chaotically-aligned beings save at -3.  
Shadowy Motives: The loose cabal of Anarchists DO have some ineffable plan, fretted over by their shadowy masters. No single Anarchist knows what these objectives are, though, and sometimes they even work at cross-purposes! Before the action of the session begins, determine the Anarchist’s Secret Mission by rolling on the table below (Table II: Anarchist Secret Missions). These orders will arrive by mysterious and unpredictable means. Should the Anarchist complete their mission, they gain 1d3 Luck points. If they fail, then they lose 1d3 Luck points and earn the irritation of their masters.
Single-Minded Purpose: The Anarchist may choose to re-roll one failed Saving Throw per 2 levels of experience per session. The second Saving Throw roll stands, even if worse than the first.
Moral Degeneracy: In addition to other skills, the Anarchist has thief skills of Forge document, Disguise self,  Read languages, and Handle poison of a Thief of equal level and alignment.
Conspiracy!: Owing to the depths of their perfidy, Anarchists are prone to make (and break!) multifarious alliances at a whim. Indeed, it may be their express purpose to do so the better to infiltrate all levels of society! The Anarchist receives a +1d PLUS their Personality modifier, for any Patron Bond spell cast on their behalf. Note: they do not receive this bonus to Invoke Patron rolls.
Action Dice: an Anarchist uses their Action Die for any normal activity, for example attacks and skill checks



Table 1-1 The Anarchist
Level
Attack
Critical Hit/Table
Action Die
Bomb Die
Ref
Fort
Will
1
+0
1d10/II
1d20
D4
+0
+1
+1
2
+1
1d12/II
1d20
D5
+0
+1
+1
3
+2
1d14/II
1d20
D6
+1
+1
+2
4
+2
1d16/II
1d20
D8
+1
+2
+2
5
+3
1d20/II
1d20
D10
+1
+2
+3
6
+4
1d24/II
1d20+1d14
D12
+2
+2
+4
7
+5
1d30/II
1d20+1d16
d14
+2
+3
+4
8
+5
1d30+2/II
1d20+1d20
d16
+2
+3
+5
9
+6
1d30+4/II
1d20+1d20
D20
+3
+3
+5
10
+7
1d30+6/II
1d20+1d20
D30
+3
+4
+6




Table 1-2 The Chaotic Anarchist Skill Bonuses by Level
Forge document
+0
+0
+1
+2
+3
+4
+5
+6
+7
+8
Disguise self
+3
+5
+7
+8
+9
+11
+12
+13
+14
+15
Read languages
+0
+0
+1
+2
+3
+4
+5
+6
+7
+8
Handle poison
+3
+5
+7
+8
+9
+11
+12
+13
+14
+15
Note: Intelligence modifier applies to Forge document, Personality modifier applies to Disguise self, Intelligence to Read languages, and Agility to Handle poison
Table 1-3 The Neutral and Lawful Anarchist Skill Bonuses by Level
Forge document
+3
+5
+7
+8
+9
+11
+12
+13
+14
+15
Disguise self
+0
+0
+1
+2
+3
+4
+5
+6
+7
+8
Read languages
+0
+1
+2
+3
+4
+5
+6
+7
+8
+9
Handle poison
+0
+0
+1
+2
+3
+4
+5
+6
+7
+8
Note: Intelligence modifier applies to Forge document, Personality modifier applies to Disguise self, Intelligence to Read languages, and Agility to Handle poison



Table 1-4 1d30 Shadowy Anarchist Motives (sorry about the weird numbering! ANarchy!)
1.    Must befriend and protect the first to third (1d3) NPC met
2.    Must kill the first to third (1d3) NPC met
3.    Must pilfer the first to third (1d3) magic item encountered
4.    Must dispose of the first to third (1d3) magic item encountered (i.e. get rid of it)
5.    Must undermine/betray PC with highest Luck, 1d3 tasks
6.    Must support/assist PC with lowest Luck, 1d3 tasks
7.    Desecrate a holy icon or site
8.    Donate monetary aid to first poverty-stricken person they encounter, without being discovered
9.    Distribute radical literature to all NPCs encountered
10. Assist in causing a group to fail a morale roll
11. Fail 1d3 Reflex saves
12. Fail 1d3 Will saves
13. Fail 1d3 Fortitude saves
14. Destroy an important document (Judge’s discretion)
15. Apply poison to an important item (Judge’s discretion)
16. Pass communique to random 1st to third NPC
17. Leave an item in the 1st to 3rd area explored
18. Sabotage an important machine (Judge’s discretion)
19. Poison (not necessarily fatally) 1st to 3rd NPC encountered
20. Successfully disguise themselves to avoid identification by all NPCs encountered
21. Burn down a dwelling
22. Destroy 1d3 books (spellbooks and holy books especially)
23. Donate any party-owned (i.e. not-Anarchist owned) item to some random NPC encountered (Judge’s discretion)
24. Capture an NPC for interrogation
25. Capture or subdue a monster/non-sentient NPC for “study”
26. Successfully pass a forged document as real
27. Intercept a communication from a third party
28. Form a bond with a Patron
29. Observe a new (never before-seen by the Anarchist) spell
30. Deliver a Frothing Tirade to more than 1d20 targets

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